Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 30

"It's broken, how much will I be charged?"

Jiang Chou had a Sima face, calling out bad luck.

Originally, it was to verify and verify the harvest, but who knew that it would be involved in such a big trouble.

"Forget it, it's all here." Jiang Xi shook his head, put aside his extra thoughts, and observed the environment in front of him.

This is a huge palace, with stone pillars supporting the sky and supporting the dome covered with reliefs depicting myths and legends.

Simple, solemn, and sacred atmosphere filled the entire space, and a majestic and majestic momentum rushed towards us.

In the four corners of the palace, there are four bronze statues as tall as giants whose faces cannot be seen clearly.

To the west is the Buddha sitting in meditation under the bodhi tree.

To the east is the Taoist ancestor leaning on the green bull.

To the north is Wu Sheng who is fishing by the river in a sleeping state.

To the south is the literary sage holding a scroll in his hand and berating Fang Qiu.

The majesty of the gods was carried through, and Jiang Xi, who was standing in the middle of the hall, couldn't help but want to bow his head and worship.

"Four Gods." Jiang Pity murmured suddenly.

Sending mayflies in the heaven and earth is a drop in the vast ocean.

This is the most intuitive feeling Jiang Chuan has when facing the four bronze statues. He feels that he is extremely small at this moment.

I still remember Jie Greed said that the Four Gods Temple was built by half-immortals, but the bronze statues without charm created by half-immortals imitating the real true gods have such a strong sense of oppression, if it is the real true gods.
Jiang Xi couldn't help taking a breath.

And in the center of the Four Gods Hall, there is a white jade flower carving altar.

It seemed to exude a magical power, urging Jiang Xi to stand up quickly.

This made Jiang Lan feel a little strange, but he hesitated a little, and went straight up.

But as soon as he stood on the altar, an inexplicable irritability appeared in Jiang Xi's heart.

That comes from suppressed dissatisfaction and restlessness.

It was as if he had suffered a huge injustice, and his heart was full of grief and resentment, which made Jiang Lan feel extremely uncomfortable.

"What's going on, how sudden"

Facing the unknown, no matter how casual Jiang Xi was, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

At this moment, a loud voice came directly into Jiang Xi's heart.

"Detachment in order to seek the true liberation of life, and prove the Tao for the poor people who have gone through all the ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering, is it possible?"

Jiang Pai, who is familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, thought of the legend of the Buddha Sakyamuni almost instantly. Even if he wanted to send a sub-question, he wanted to nod in agreement, but for some reason, the words came to his lips, but he still couldn't say them.

No matter how hard I tried, I tried my best until my veins popped, but still no sound came out.

Until Jiang Xi felt that he was about to hold back his stupidity, an impulse prompted him to speak out what was in his heart.

"Detach yourself for the sake of the present, and prove the truth for yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Xi subconsciously covered his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

Can I just tell the truth?

He suddenly turned his head to look at the Buddha statue to the west, his eyes full of horror.

It's broken, it's broken, it won't be sent, right?

But what he expected was that after hearing Jiang Xi's answer, the voice never sounded again.

Not long after, a slightly vicissitudes of voice came again.

"Cultivate oneself to transcend oneself, seek the truth to prove the Tao, is it okay?"

The Daoist who wrote the Tao Te Ching!
Jiang Shou covered his mouth, not daring to make another sound, but no matter how much he waited, there was no more sound.

In other words, unless Jiang Chuan gives the answer he really thinks, he will have to stay here for the rest of his life.

Having figured this out, Jiang Xi swallowed his saliva, and said the most ruthless words in the most cowardly tone.

"Be beneficial to oneself to detach oneself, define the truth to prove the way."

Bad bad bad bad!

Jiang Pai felt like he was about to cry. This completely contradictory idea, didn't it offend both Buddha and Taoist ancestors?
But he is like an Italian who is forced to watch the making of pineapple pizza. Although it is painful, he has to watch.

"Give courtesy to yourself to transcend oneself, and give benevolence to others to prove the Tao, is it okay?"

Hearing the words from Confucius, the sage of literature, Jiang Xi felt that he was probably lost.

It's different!
"Giving courtesy to others is detachment, giving benevolence to oneself is to prove the Tao"

Followed by the core idea of ​​Wu Sheng Jiang Ziya:

"Ding the country to be detached, and Anbang to gain the Tao, is it possible?"

Jiang Shou just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he still had a good grasp of the theme of the theme, no matter what, one of them could match.

But he opened his mouth, but there was no sound, and then he suddenly thought of something, his expression became mournful again, his words were full of difficulties, and he said tremblingly:

"Uh, what. Yes, but it's not suitable for now. It's very good now."

The disappearance of Wu Sheng's voice also means that the part of torturing Jiang Xi's heart is over.

Jiang Lan stood blankly for a long time, but nothing happened.

I don't know what he was thinking, maybe he lost his mind, or maybe he just wanted to die subconsciously.

"That's the end? Isn't it good? Where is it?"

The moment he blurted out these words, the white jade flower carving altar sank down suddenly.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chuan, who lost his balance, fell to the ground, hugged the handrail of the altar tightly, and looked around nervously.

"what's going on?"

And right above the altar, four pillars of light of different colors from the bronze statue that he couldn't see were hovering above his head, firmly locked on Jiang Chuan, and wanted to blast him to death on the altar.

The sinking of the altar came from their impact!

However, they never made any progress.

Because a phantom of an evil god firmly protected Jiang Pai, just the slight stirring of the tentacles confused the direction of the four beams of light, causing them to keep spinning.

The god statue has a spirit, seeing that the attack was hindered, it immediately increased its strength.

The four beams of light suddenly became more powerful.

But even if the god statue tried its best, it still couldn't shake the evil god in the slightest.

On the contrary, the phantom of the evil god went from being quiet at the beginning, to becoming restless, and finally becoming violent.

It was as if the god standing at the highest place was challenged by the mundane.

The evil god opened his mouth wide.

A black light mist full of death and confusion sprayed out, drowning the four beams of light, corroding and melting them, and finally swallowed them into the belly.

The obscure luster of the four god statues suddenly dimmed a lot, and the inexplicable coercion gradually disappeared.

They retreated!

Facing the phantom of the evil god, they have nothing to do.

Jiang Xi, who was unaware of all this, only felt the unstoppable vibration of the altar under his buttocks. He was a little disgusted by the bump, and he did not forget to complain while swallowing the fishy sweetness that had reached his throat.

"Fuck, this is not my punishment, is it? Although, this altar is so unscrupulous! What the hell."

Is this a temple or a disco scene?
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ping vigilantly swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach along with stomach acid.

I can punish myself like this just after answering those questions. I can't even imagine what I will do if I say this sentence!

When the altar finally stopped shaking, Jiang Ping stood up.

It was at this moment that the phantom of the evil god quietly returned to Jiang Xi's body again.

Jiang Sadhu's body shook, and he felt that his strength had condensed a lot for no reason.

Although the state has not changed, Jiang Xi feels that the flow of power in the body is clearer and thicker.

For example, although the performance of the equipment has not changed, the energy source has changed from lithium batteries to micro-reactors.

Jiang Xi, who sensed this, didn't know whether it was self-confidence or an illusion. He felt that if it was him now, maybe he didn't need requiem, which would be enough to crush the ghosts in the mansions.

"I'm Yalei!" Jiang Shou was full of surprises: "Even if you answer wrong questions with feelings, you will be rewarded?"

He lowered his head and stroked the handrail of the altar, and suddenly realized: "I thought it was an altar, but it's a cement vibrating platform after working for a long time?"

(End of this chapter)